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I miss the days, when I stood out brave from the crowd,
and not shy away and doubt myself on every tick of the clock;
I miss the days, when I won medals and trophies back-to-back,
and not hole myself up in a room and getting Dota and CS achievements instead.

I miss the days, when I could smile with Him being the only reason,
and not cry pathetically to sleep and ask myself why these "friends"
     don't last longer than a season;
I miss the days, when I had not a care of what people of the world thought,
and not judge myself through the eyes of others, and wore whatever I liked
     from my closet.

I miss the days, when I truly lived,
and not plainly exist and actually have aspirations and goals in life;
I miss the days, when I tried my best to depend on myself,
and not become insomniac over the lack of the special 'someone' and slept
     at 10, instead of 4.

I feel... broken.

15.8.16 6.04AM

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